should watch
Wheel of Fortune
, perhaps.”
Mother shook her head.
“No way. No TV,” she said. “If you’re not tired, you can lie here and think about what you did today.”
After that, she shut my door and walked away.
I did a huffy breath at her.
“Yeah, only I don’t even
have
to think about what I did today. ’Cause I already
thinked
about it, that’s why,” I whispered to just myself.
Then I did a teeny smile.
“And guess what else? I think I am making progress.”
7 / The Terriblest Trouble
The next morning I was very cheered up.
’Cause I knew what went wrong with Tickle!
Tickle has dog hair! And dog hair is harder to cut than people hair! ’Cause people hair is much more tamer!
I runned to the mirror and looked at my people hair.
“I bet I can cut
this
kind of hair just perfect,” I said.
Just then, I heard the front door open.
It was my grampa Frank Miller! He was here to babysit me before school.
I runned and kissed that guy hello.
Then I zoomed right back to my room. And I hollered a message down the hall.
“DON’T GOME IN MY ROOM, OKAY, GRAMPA? ’CAUSE I WANT TO GET DRESSED ALL BY MYSELF TODAY! AND I DON’T EVEN NEED ANY HELP!”
After that, I shut my door real tight. And I hurried to my desk.
’Cause guess what?
Extra scissors! That’s what!
They were in my middle drawer where I keep them.
I opened and closed them real fast.
Then I skipped to my dresser.
And I combed my bangs silky smooth.
And I snipped their ends right off!
I peeked at myself kind of nervous.
And guess what?
I wasn’t even ruined!
I smiled real thrilled.
“I
knew
I could do this! I knew it! I knew it! All I needed was practice!”
After that, I snipped some more bangs. Plus, I snipped some sides. And some top. And some back.
After I was finished, I looked in the mirror again.
I did a teeny frown.
“Hmm. My bangs do not look even-steven,” I said.
That’s how come I tried to even them up.
Only those dumb things kept getting tiltier and tiltier.
Finally, I got fusstration inside me. And Itook a whole big hunk. And I cut them right off.
“Ha ha! So there!” I said.
I put down my scissors and looked at myself.
I did a gasp.
Oh no! My hair was sticking out all over the place!
“Sprigs!”
I said. “I got sprigs!”
That’s how come I started to cry. ’Cause sprigs are shortie little sticklets. And they are not attractive, I tell you.
Just then, I heard a knock on my door.
“Junie B., honey? You all right in there?” asked my grampa. “Okay if I come in?”
“NO! NOT OKAY!” I hollered. “I AM STILL GETTING DRESSED! AND SO PLEASE GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM!”
Grampa Miller laughed.
“Okay, okay. I get the message,” he said. “I’ll go make you a sandwich. You’d better hurry up, though. I’ve got to do some errands, so I’m driving you to school today.”
His feet walked back to the kitchen.
I sat down on my bed real upset.
’Cause sprigs is the terriblest trouble I ever even saw.
8 / Hats
I didn’t know what to do.
How could I even go to school? ’Cause everyone would see my sprigs! And they would laugh and laugh!
That is how come I couldn’t stop crying.
Only all of a sudden, a miracle happened. And it is called
I spotted my hat with the devil horns
.
It was sitting on my desk right where Mother left it. And that hat gave me a good idea!
I quick picked it up and put it on my head.
And guess what?
It hided my sprigs!
“Hey! If I wear this to school, no one will even see my hair!” I said real relieved.
Only just then, I did a teeny frown.
“Yeah, only what if I’m playing on the playground…and somebody steals my devil horn hat off my head? Then everyone will see my sprigs. And they will laugh and laugh.”
I thought real hard.
“Hmm,” I said. “Maybe I can wear
two
hats. That way, if somebody pulls off one hat, I will still have
another
hat left.”
I spotted my shower cap. It was lying on my chair.
I put it on under
Wheel of Fortune
, perhaps.”
Mother shook her head.
“No way. No TV,” she said. “If you’re not tired, you can lie here and think about what you did today.”
After that, she shut my door and walked away.
I did a huffy breath at her.
“Yeah, only I don’t even
have
to think about what I did today. ’Cause I already
thinked
about it, that’s why,” I whispered to just myself.
Then I did a teeny smile.
“And guess what else? I think I am making progress.”
7 / The Terriblest Trouble
The next morning I was very cheered up.
’Cause I knew what went wrong with Tickle!
Tickle has dog hair! And dog hair is harder to cut than people hair! ’Cause people hair is much more tamer!
I runned to the mirror and looked at my people hair.
“I bet I can cut
this
kind of hair just perfect,” I said.
Just then, I heard the front door open.
It was my grampa Frank Miller! He was here to babysit me before school.
I runned and kissed that guy hello.
Then I zoomed right back to my room. And I hollered a message down the hall.
“DON’T GOME IN MY ROOM, OKAY, GRAMPA? ’CAUSE I WANT TO GET DRESSED ALL BY MYSELF TODAY! AND I DON’T EVEN NEED ANY HELP!”
After that, I shut my door real tight. And I hurried to my desk.
’Cause guess what?
Extra scissors! That’s what!
They were in my middle drawer where I keep them.
I opened and closed them real fast.
Then I skipped to my dresser.
And I combed my bangs silky smooth.
And I snipped their ends right off!
I peeked at myself kind of nervous.
And guess what?
I wasn’t even ruined!
I smiled real thrilled.
“I
knew
I could do this! I knew it! I knew it! All I needed was practice!”
After that, I snipped some more bangs. Plus, I snipped some sides. And some top. And some back.
After I was finished, I looked in the mirror again.
I did a teeny frown.
“Hmm. My bangs do not look even-steven,” I said.
That’s how come I tried to even them up.
Only those dumb things kept getting tiltier and tiltier.
Finally, I got fusstration inside me. And Itook a whole big hunk. And I cut them right off.
“Ha ha! So there!” I said.
I put down my scissors and looked at myself.
I did a gasp.
Oh no! My hair was sticking out all over the place!
“Sprigs!”
I said. “I got sprigs!”
That’s how come I started to cry. ’Cause sprigs are shortie little sticklets. And they are not attractive, I tell you.
Just then, I heard a knock on my door.
“Junie B., honey? You all right in there?” asked my grampa. “Okay if I come in?”
“NO! NOT OKAY!” I hollered. “I AM STILL GETTING DRESSED! AND SO PLEASE GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM!”
Grampa Miller laughed.
“Okay, okay. I get the message,” he said. “I’ll go make you a sandwich. You’d better hurry up, though. I’ve got to do some errands, so I’m driving you to school today.”
His feet walked back to the kitchen.
I sat down on my bed real upset.
’Cause sprigs is the terriblest trouble I ever even saw.
8 / Hats
I didn’t know what to do.
How could I even go to school? ’Cause everyone would see my sprigs! And they would laugh and laugh!
That is how come I couldn’t stop crying.
Only all of a sudden, a miracle happened. And it is called
I spotted my hat with the devil horns
.
It was sitting on my desk right where Mother left it. And that hat gave me a good idea!
I quick picked it up and put it on my head.
And guess what?
It hided my sprigs!
“Hey! If I wear this to school, no one will even see my hair!” I said real relieved.
Only just then, I did a teeny frown.
“Yeah, only what if I’m playing on the playground…and somebody steals my devil horn hat off my head? Then everyone will see my sprigs. And they will laugh and laugh.”
I thought real hard.
“Hmm,” I said. “Maybe I can wear
two
hats. That way, if somebody pulls off one hat, I will still have
another
hat left.”
I spotted my shower cap. It was lying on my chair.
I put it on under
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